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SHE'S MY BROTHER
BY
JANICE
School let out early that day. I rode my bike home and saw a young girl
playing on the swing in the back yard. Her skirt was blowing up as she
swung forward and I could see her pink panties. She saw me and jumped off
the swing and ran into the house. I parked my bike and followed her in.
I thought we had company. I saw the girl hiding behind my mother sobbing.
"Hi mom, who's your friend?" I saw no one else there. "Where's Malcolm?"
The little girl stepped from behind my mother. I was a bit shocked to see
that "she" was Malcolm, my brother, who was two years younger than me.
He was wearing a skirt and top combo. I recognized it as an old one of
mine. I am twelve years old and would not be caught dead in such an
outfit as that any more.
"Sit down Amanda," Mom said. "I guess this might be a good time to
explain a few things here."
I sat and so did Malcolm. I watched as he smoothed his skirt under him as
he sat. I will admit that he made a cute girl, but why? Mom had fixed his
hair in a cute style and I saw that his nails were polished. He sat with
his hands folded in front of him on the table, very feminine like.
In a nutshell. Here is what mom told me.
Last Halloween Malcolm wore a princess dress and I went as his Prince
Charming. He liked the dress and had been wearing dresses ever since. He
found some boxes in the attic during his many explorations there. The
boxes held some of my old clothes that mom had been saving for no
particular reason. He would sneak up to the attic, put on one of my
dresses and pretend he was a girl playing with my old dolls that were
also up there. He would play for hours in a dress.
One day mom heard him playing up there and went to see what was going on;
she caught him in a dress playing with some of my old toys. He confessed
to her how much he liked wearing dresses and pretending to be a girl.
Mom had, in her collage days, taken courses in Social Behavior so she
knew that many boys will, at one time or another; want to try on dresses;
they mostly get over it in a short time.
Malcolm had been an unruly student at school, so unruly in fact, that the
school suggested he be schooled at home. Mom was qualified, so she taught
him at home.
Sometimes he wanted to attend (home) school as a girl. Mom saw no problem
with that: what she did see was that when a girl, he was better behaved,
so she allowed him to wear dresses to school. She even brought him a few
dresses for himself.
Today was a half day at my school, mom had simply forgotten. As far as
she knew they had another few hours as mother and daughter before he had
to change.
Here it was almost Easter and they had been putting this over on me for
all this time, since Halloween.
While mom was telling me this, I kept looking over at Malcolm. He just
sat there with his hands on the table, staring at them.
I reached over and cupping his chin, turned his face toward me, "Hay
sis," I said, "I have some earrings that will look great on you... Want
to come with me and try them on?"
He looked at me and beamed.
We went to my room and I gave him a few pairs of earrings and other
jewelry. He was just like a little girl trying them on, looking at them
in my mirror and moving his head to see how they looked from different
angles.
We had fun that day, I felt like a big sister; I was a big sister, only
it was more fun being a big sister to a little sister than to a snotty
little brother. I promised that his secret would remain a secret, that I
would tell no one.
Naturally, the day after I promised to keep his secret, I told my three
closest friends about him. They were dying to see him in a dress but I
did not want to embarrass him so I never had them over until he was in a
dress.
In the days that followed I saw a lot of my "sister." I never knew if I
would see her or my brother when I came home from school.
A few days after I found out about my new sister we, mom Malcolm and I,
thought it would be nice if he had a new name, one we could use when
referring to the girl. He thought that Allison was a nice name, so (s)he
became Allison when in a dress. This made things easier whenever we
talked about him/her, it would prevent eavesdroppers from hearing
anything we did not want them to hear, we even trained Malcolm to refer
to Allison by name.
One weekend, just before Easter mom was busy and had a lot to do, I was
stuck with watching Malcolm. He was being a typical snot and annoying as
hell. I mentioned that I would much rather be watching Allison. Within
ten minutes I was.
He had changed into a denim skirt and a dark pink tank top under a light
pink shirt which he tied just under his non-existing breasts. I lifted
his skirt to see what kind of underwear he was wearing; they were yellow
with lace trim. He wore low cut gym shoes and white scrunch sox. I put
his hair in a ponytail with a pink ribbon.
One of my girlfriends called and wanted me to go to the Mall with her and
the others.
I told her I had to watch my "sister." She knew what I meant.
"Well, bring her along. We would be glad to meet her."
I asked him if he wanted to go to the Mall, (I didn't tell him we would
be meeting my friends there.)
He said he would go. He and my mother had been there many times and she
would let him try on dresses and stuff. I promised him I would let him do
the same.
It was a bit chilly so he put on a light denim jacket and furry hat.
We took the bus to the Mall. I had not yet told him we would be meeting
my friends.
I let him try on a dress or two and said we were going to get something
to eat at the snack bar; this is where I was supposed to meet my friends.
I saw them at a table, Malcolm apparently didn't. We got our food and
headed for the table. When Malcolm saw the girls he came to a stop and
looked at me.
"Go ahead," I gently pushed him toward the table where the girls were.
"My friends know and are dying to see you."
We sat down. I could see he was nervous. Being out in public was not new
to him, being with people he knew, was.
"Hi Allison, your outfit is cute." Said Tanya.
"Hi, it is so nice to meet you." From Susan.
"Hi Allison." Said Nancy.
Malcolm had known the three of them and had done his share of terrorizing
them when they came to our house. I imagine he was thinking this was
going to be payback time, he was wrong. They treated him very nice.
In no more than three or four minutes he was just one of five girls
eating and talking at the Mall. I was surprised at how much he knew about
fashion and other girl stuff. We spent a few hours just walking around
talking and looking at boys.
We all went home to my house. Malcolm took my friends to his room to show
them his clothes. He didn't have many but I could see he was like a
little girl with new friends.
They stayed for supper and when they left they kissed me as we always do,
and guess what? They kissed Malcolm too.
He was still in the clothes he wore to the mall at bedtime. He said he
had the most fun today and wanted to know if we could do it again
sometime. I gave him the standard, "We'll see."
He also mentioned that today was the longest he had ever been Allison.
Mom said it was time for bed. Malcolm went to his room to change for bed.
He came back out in a Strawberry Shortcake gown and robe. I didn't know
he had girl's night things.
He came to where I was sitting, "Thanks for today sis, I love you." And
he kissed me goodnight; he had never done that before. I knew I was going
to like having a little sister.
A few days later I was stuck again watching Malcolm while mom was busy
cleaning the house and did not want us underfoot. I took Allison with me
to see my girlfriend Tanya. He did not want to go but I told him that she
had a sister his age and they could play together. This got him a bit
excited because he had no girls his age to play with. I was beginning to
think that Malcolm wanted a bit more than to wear girls clothes, maybe he
wanted to be a girl.
I got him into a pink sleeveless dress with paisley print. He put his
favorite doll in a straw tote.
Arriving at Tanya's house I introduced Allison to Beth, who was a twin,
she had a brother, Bobby. The two girls got along well but Bobby kept
teasing them until Allison belted him in the stomach. This let some of
the wind out of his sails and he left the girls alone from then on. Beth
and Allison became good friends and would play at each others houses many
times after that day.
2
It was the weekend before Easter and we, Mom, Malcolm and I, went to buy
our Easter clothes. I had my Easter dress all picked out. We bought a
suit for Malcolm but he said he wanted something for Allison but mom told
him that she could not afford an expensive dress that he would not wear
that much.
I felt sorry for him, he looked so despondent.
I showed my dress to Tanya and Susan. I, laughingly, told them about
Malcolm wanting an Easter dress.
The next day was Sunday, Susan, Tanya and Beth said they wanted me to go
again to the mall and that I should bring "Allison".
At the Mall my friends did the sweetest thing ever. They pooled their
money and bought "Allison" a new Easter outfit. He was so thrilled when
they told him that he hugged and kissed the three of them. They took him
and bought him the cutest dress with all the accessories. the dress was
short but not as short as some he had. This was more suited for a girl
his age, ten years old.
It was pink with a full skirt. It had short puff sleeves. The bodice was
plane. It had a belted waist and flowed to the full, skirt. Under the
skirt was a petticoat that hung about an inch below the hem of his dress.
They bought him a white purse and gloves, a pair of nude pantyhose and a
pair white shoes. The dress was so lovely I wished I had had one like it
when I was his age.
Beth surprised us all by buying him a training bra. "My sister is his age
and she just started wearing one, I thought he would like one himself."
At home he couldn't wait to show mom his new things.
My girlfriends asked if we would go to church with them on Easter. We
accepted, so did mom.
Easter Sunday Malcolm was up early. He was anxious to get into his new
dress but we told him we had to have breakfast first. We all ate in our
gowns and robes. Malcolm kept asking, "Is it time yet?"
Finally it was time for us to get dressed. Mom and I figured it would
take Malcolm longest to get dressed. Mom and I went to his room to help
him. We saw that he had everything laid out on his bed.
Unhesitatingly, he took off his robe and "Girls rule" Gown. I saw that he
wore nothing under his gown. He was as naked as the day he was born and
it did not seem to bother him that he was so naked in front of his mother
and sister.
He stepped into his lace panties. I helped him put on his training bra
even though it hooked in front. The cups were slightly padded but mom put
a few tissues in each cup to fill it out as a girl his age would be. He
had a bit of trouble with his pantyhose but managed.
We will never know if he could have managed his dress because both mom
and I took charge and helped him. He held his arms up while we pulled it
over his head. We smoothed it over his body and mom did the back buttons.
The front stood out slightly due to his padded bra. When I tied the back
belt it snugged the waist a bit more and his breasts looked more natural.
The skirt came to just above his knees.
We fussed with his dress to get everything just right. He sat on the
floor to put on his shoes. His dress stuck up when he sat and he had to
push it down to see what he was doing. Before we brushed out his hair mom
put some make up and a spritz of perfume on him. His hair was finished
with a bow in the back.
He waited, holding his purse and wearing his gloves while mom and I got
ready. I think he made at least a dozen trips to the mirror.
Tanya, Susan and Nancy called for us and we were off. Six beautiful
girls, counting mom, and Allison, went to church that morning.
3
TIME PASSES
By the end of school, Malcolm almost ceased to exist; he was gradually
eased out by Allison. He had become good friends with Beth, Tanya's
sister, and several of her friends. They played together a lot. Now that
school was over they would have more time with each other.
Bobby, Beth's twin brother, I told you about him, started hanging out
with the girls and started giving Allison little gifts. Tanya and I came
to the conclusion that he had a crush on Allison/Malcolm, (To me he is
still Malcolm and I will refer to him as Malcolm unless the situation
dictates otherwise). We thought it was cute.
Malcolm was going to be eleven and we wanted to throw him a birthday
party. This was at the end of July. He had invited some of his new
friends, both girls and boys, mostly girls; after all, everyone thought
he was a girl.
The party was at our house. The house was decorated with balloons and
pink ribbon streamers. The guest arrived and when they entered they gave
Allison, his gifts, they, boy or girl, kissed him on his cheek.
I didn't realize how old eleven was until I saw the games they wanted to
play. Most of the games were team games, boy and girl against boy and
girl. Bobby and Allison were always a team. I didn't think much of this
because I noticed that all the teams were the same boy girl combination.
After the games were over, (There were a few kissing games. I was
disturbed a bit by that but I kept my mouth shut.) And the cake was
served I saw that bobby and Malcolm were missing. I found them on the
back porch swing. They were sitting close together. Bobby had his arm
around Malcolm's shoulder. As I watched, Bobby inched closer to Malcolm.
Malcolm turned his head to face Bobby. Bobby inched closer to Malcolm and
soon, they were kissing.
"This is going too far." I thought to myself. I stepped between them and
pulled them apart. "You two get inside." I demanded.
"Why? What did we do?" Malcolm asked as he straightened out his dress.
"Just do as I say. Get inside."
Malcolm grabbed Bobby's hand and they went inside the house.
I wanted to break up the party then and there but decided to wait, it was
getting late and the kids would be going home soon anyway.
For the rest of the party, Malcolm and Bobby sat next to each other on
the couch holding hands.
When Bobby left I saw them kiss goodbye. I knew I had to have a good long
talk with mom and Malcolm.
4
THE TALK
Talking to mom was like talking to a brick wall. I told her that letting
Malcolm wear dresses now and then was a novelty for awhile, and a bit of
fun, and it was. I liked having a younger sister around. He was better
behaved when he was Allison, but I thought it had to stop. Allison was
taking over and Malcolm was being shoved out of the picture. Malcolm had
not been around for weeks.
I told her about Malcolm and Bobby kissing. She waved it off and said it
was just a phase; he would get over it soon.
"Just a phase," I screamed at her. "He is turning into a girl. He is
going out with a boy, and they are kissing each other. It is not right.
Have you looked in his purse lately? Not that it is of any use but he is
carrying around a bunch of Tampons." I had just started using them myself
and I am older than him.
"Let's make a deal, Mom said, "Summer will be over in three weeks,
We don't do anything until school starts and I will enroll her in regular
school, deal?"
"Deal." I said. I still got upset every time I saw them holding hands
like two lovers. I got even more upset when I saw them kissing.
I wondered what would happen if Bobby found out his best "Girl friend"
was a boy. As far as I knew, the only ones that knew he was a boy was
Tanya, and my other girlfriends, and I know they wouldn't tell.
I told Tanya about my talk with my mother and the deal we made. She said
I was doing the right thing. She too was tired of seeing her brother
going ga-ga over a boy, although as far as Bobby knew, he was that way
over a girl. . If this kept up...too many people were going to get hurt.
5
SCHOOL STARTS
The beginning of school started and mom kept her word...sort of. She did
enroll Malcolm in regular school... but as Allison.
I challenged her on this by reminding her of her promise. She informed
that she said, "I will enroll her in regular school."
She had put one over on me but I was determined to get my snot nosed
brother back.
She had his school records because she had been home schooling him. She
just changed the records from Malcolm W..... to Allison W.......
During the third week at my school we had a "Bring your sibling to
school" day. Malcolm and I went to different schools but we would be in
the same school next term, Junior High.
I told Malcolm about it and said I wanted to bring Allison. He was
excited about it.
I told him to wear his best dress and to look his prettiest.
I helped him dress that morning determined to make him as pretty and as
feminine as possible.
He had been wearing a training bra since we bought him his first one for
Easter. That morning I let him wear one of mine so I could give him a
bigger breast.
I knew he liked one of my good dresses and he had asked several times to
wear it, I had always refused, but that morning I let him wear it. I was
a bit surprised at how well it fit him. I did his hair and let him wear
some make-up.
We showed mom how he looked, "I have never seen you so pretty, Allison."
She said. I think I saw a tear in her eyes. I will admit that it was also
the prettiest I have ever seen him.
We got to school just in time for the first bell. Hand in hand we walked
down the hall and entered a room.
"Hello Amanda," My Guidance Councilor said, "And who is this pretty
little girl with you?"
"That is what I want to see you about Mr. Leigh. She's my brother."
EPILOG
It took several months of counseling before I had Malcolm back fully. He
and my mother had to go twice a week. Malcolm need not go anymore but mom
still goes once a week.
I sometimes miss my sister, but the new Malcolm makes up for that; he is
well behaved and a good brother even though he knows I am the one who got
him out of dresses. I sometimes see him looking at my clothes fondly but
the counselor says that he will get over that soon.
Mother still has issues with me for taking her "little girl" away but I
know I did the right thing.
Bobby and Malcolm are friends. Bobby was a bit upset when he found out
that his "Girl Friend" was a boy but eventually, he came around. (A side
note here, both Bobby and Malcolm have girlfriends now. )
Malcolm is not an angel, he can still be a pest but I love him. I still
want a sister but I want one the regular way.
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